Today's spring breeze is at 18:28, and the sun is at 0 degrees ecliptic longitude. In this gentle breeze and drizzle, at the vernal equinox, hundreds of flowers bloom, and day and night are of equal length.
If you are busy, don’t let down this strong feeling of spring.
Below, 91 Quick Course has compiled some ancient poems about the Spring Equinox for you, so that we can feel the beauty of ancient poems together.
"Spring Equinox" Xu Xuan On the fourth day of February, the spring equinox is in the middle.
The moon lingers in the green fields, and the clouds are intermittent on sunny days.
The swallows are still flying, and the flowers have fallen one after another.
It's late at night in the high-rise building where I miss my wife, and I can't hear her singing.
"Spring Equinox" Qijue·Awakening on the Spring Equinox. The sound of raindrops is faint, and the slanting wind on the willow bank brings the guests home.
The season is late in the north, so it can be seen that there is green waist fat early.
"Spring in the Painting Hall" It's the spring equinox in the scenery beside the stream.
The painting hall is misty and rainy at dusk.
A wisp of smoke sinks into the water.
Drunk to the fullest.
The dancing sleeves flutter back to the snow, and the singing voice lingers in the clouds.
How many times can one smell it in the human world.
Prime Minister, stop being angry.
It was mid-spring, and the sun was rising.
"Huangmei Linjiang Station on Huangmei Linjiang Station" written by He Song Zhiwen Hanshi came from Huaibei on the spring equinox, and Hanshi crossed the south of the Yangtze River.
Suddenly I saw Xunyang Water, which I suspected was Songjia Lake.
The Lord of the Ming Dynasty is in trouble, and his lonely ministers cannot bear to be chased away.
Thinking of my hometown in the distance, the peaches and plums are in full swing.
"Snow after the Spring Equinox in Guichou" Su Shi's snow is rare in the spring equinox, and half-open peaches and plums are incomparable.
I should be ashamed to see plum blossoms fall to the ground, but catkins are flying all over the sky.
Don't distinguish between things that Dongjun specializes in, so he will send new tricks to Yinji.
Today's creation is especially unpredictable, and it is necessary to keep the royal wax clothes to keep warm.
"Butterfly Loves Flowers" Ge Shengzhong has passed the vernal equinox and spring is about to leave.
Among thousands of torches and flowers, I intend to stay in spring.
A clear song without any mistakes.
Where does the lingering rhyme go?
I wish you good luck all day long without saying a word.
The red air steams through the clouds, and you can see thousands of peach trees.
The talented scholar Fei talks about the five drums.
The rest is to watch the wind and rain.
Spring is late, and the flowers and trees are luxuriant.
Kung Geng Jie Jie, mining Fan Qi Qi.
"Youth Travel" Du Anshi's small building returns to Yan and it is dusk.
Loneliness locks the high door.
Light wind and drizzle, cherishing the flowers, the spring equinox.
There is no thread in the painting hall, the crimson wax is first burned, and the tents cover the remaining smoke.
The passionate and resentful king and grandson.
Ren Bo is lucky and obeys the king.
"Spring in the Painting Hall" It's the spring equinox in the scenery beside the stream in Zhongbin.
The painting hall is misty and rainy at dusk.
A wisp of smoke sinks into the water.
Drunk to the fullest.
The dancing sleeves flutter back to the snow, and the singing voice lingers in the clouds.
How many times can one smell it in the human world.
Prime Minister, stop being angry.
"Stealing the Sound of Magnolia" The sky is about to drizzle in the middle of spring, and the flowers on the branches are in chaos.
Looking to the end of the world, the spring mountains are veiled everywhere.
Jiao people are just worried about light cold, and they are afraid that they will not listen to their feelings when asking for divination.
Perhaps in this life, I mistakenly outgrew the grass from my previous life.
"Ancient Poetry on the Spring Equinox" At the beginning of spring, the Yang Qi turns, and the rain comes by the river; the crows crow at the start of the hibernation, and the ground dries up during the Spring Equinox.
Stealing the Sound of Magnolia·Catching Rain at the Spring Equinox Xu Xuantian brought the light rain to the spring equinox, but no one saw that the flowers on the branches were in chaos.
Looking to the end of the world, the spring mountains are veiled everywhere.
Jiao people are just worried about light cold, and they are afraid that they will not listen to their feelings when asking for divination.
Perhaps in this life, I mistakenly outgrew the grass from my previous life.
"Butterfly Loves Flowers" Ge Shengzhong has passed the vernal equinox and spring is about to leave.
Among thousands of torches and flowers, I intend to stay in spring.
A clear song without any mistakes.
Where does the lingering rhyme go?
I wish you good luck all day long without saying a word.
The red air steams through the clouds, and you can see thousands of peach trees.
The talented scholar Fei talks about the five drums.
The rest is to watch the wind and rain.
"Traveling on the Shasha" Ouyang Xiu's rainy scenery and the weather of the spring equinox.
Thousands of flowers bloom brightly.
Liang Xinyan is painted in pairs, and the parrot in the jade cage sleeps alone and sad.
There are plum blossoms hanging against the wall, and the ground is covered with berries and moss.
There are beautiful singing voices in several places in the brothel.
There are many poems praising the Spring Equinox, and daily reading and accumulation are indispensable if you want to export them into chapters. Collect poems and beautiful sentences that you usually read into micro-courseware. In this way, you can review and view them anytime and anywhere. Not only can you review the past and learn from it,
It is new and can be shared with more people to read.